you said

after so much pain you said you’d be my talisman my lucky penny silver eye my sacred hand of God dangling from a chain to prevent mischance you said you’d christen me with secret names so death would never find Read more ›

mayan frieze

like figures in a Mayan frieze the borders hem us in I can’t tell where you leave off and I begin I eat to satisfy your hunger you drink to quench my thirst your slightest wound marks my skin with Read more ›


In the dim blue near dawn I build a cairn of small flat stones, the kind we used to skim across the lake, watching the ripples pulse against the shore.   There is no water here, only the parched glyphs Read more ›